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This is the thrill of sneaking into an open house, The adrenaline you felt watching Indiana Jones, The final frontier And they keep it centimeters away from your finger tips, guised with fear. Everything you need, They will convince you you have. Thoughts are untouchable. Technology to make us unapproachable. Turns us into sheep uncoachable.
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
The Last Frontier
This is the thrill of sneaking into an open house, The adrenaline you felt watching Indiana Jones, The final frontier And they keep it centimeters away from your finger tips, guised with fear. Everything you need, They will convince you you have. Thoughts are untouchable. Technology to make us unapproachable. Turns us into sheep uncoachable.
jennifer-weiss
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
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